You know how sometimes you think that life can’t get any worse? And then it does?

Yeah. My poor Reagan.

It’s not enough that we’ve had home front troubles this summer. It’s not enough that we sold her horse last week because her senior year is going to be so busy and then she’s leaving. It’s not enough that she’s had friend drama.

I took Mister into the vet for vomiting and he had lymphatic cancer through his whole system.

It honestly ticks me off in a “Seriously God? This is really what has to happen right now?” kind of way. Telling Reagan was truly awful. There is nothing worse than watching your child’s heart break into pieces and having no way to fix it.

It doesn’t help that I really liked Mister myself. He was my all time favorite cat, darnnit. He had personality to spare and was a constant source of entertainment.

And, unfortunatley, we’ve had a lot of cats so that’s saying something.

Life is not always an enjoyable place. And yes, you can always find someone who has it worse, but that doesn’t lessen you’re own pain, you know? It just reinforces that things suck all over.

Oh no... I'm so sorry. I just shared this with another friend who is also feeling the weight of the world these days, and I hope it might give you a small smile as well.

Years ago, a friend gave me a card during a very dark time and I have always loved the fact that she took a gamble that she knew me well enough to know that even at that awful time, I would love a reason to laugh again. I wish I could share the illustration as well, because it was perfect, but the caption said:

"Do you ever the get the feeling that your guardian angel stepped outside for a smoke?"